Chapter 17

Chapter Seventeen.

Aryan's POV

The middle-aged blonde woman entered with three other people. Another woman who seems around her age is a red-haired guy with plaster on his forehead. Seems like he was injured. And a brunette lady. One could sense the aura emanating from them. My heart raced so fast that I stayed glued to my spot. I don't know why I suddenly get scared of them. I haven't committed any crime whatsoever. Telling from their dressings, one could see that they were all loaded. Like super-rich.

Are they family of Ashley? What if those two women were her mother and aunt? And that guy was her brother. And that lady? Maybe her sister. What if they came to beat me up or take me to prison or even kick me out to the streets where I had come from?

The blonde woman seems in a hurry to get to the nurse.

"Where is my daughter?" She questioned impatiently.

Yes, this was it. She is Ashley's mother.

I let out a heavy breath which sent my mind on a despicable long run.

"Mrs. Macarso